Everyone has a soul mate. Whether they ever find them in their lifetime or not is another thing, but I believe that everyone has one. Mine has been in my life since the day she was born. She’s my best friend, sister, confidant, and soul mate.
I’m four months older, so we count the years we’ve known each other on her birthday. Our mom’s are best friends too, and they were pregnant together. Ever since we were little, we’ve been inseparable. We do everything together. When we were younger, we would go swimming everyday in the summertime, and afterwards take a bubble bath together in our bathing suits. We liked the same foods and toys. Our mom’s would take us shopping together and we’d get matching outfits.
As time passed and we grew, so did our friendship. In our years of adolescence we shared secrets and together discovered the world of being a teenager. Our strong relationship from years of friendship was undisturbed when she had to move to a different school in 5th grade. We would talk on the phone all the time, and saw each other most weekends when our families would get together for church on Sunday’s and lunch afterwards. Even after weeks of not seeing each other, it was like we never left each others side when we finally did see each other.
I never had a real sister, but what does blood have anything to do with anything? We never fight or argue; we agree on everything. We know each other better than we know ourselves. We share everything from our wardrobes to our deepest desires. We understand each other completely and embrace the changes that come with maturity as we become adults.
We laugh at our innocence in the past, and look forward to all the good times that are to come in the future. She will be the maid of honor in my wedding one day. We have a saying: “cradle to grave”, and it is truer than the sun and the moon and the stars. She is my best friend, my sister, my keeper of secrets and my other half; she is my soul mate.